Wicked Game

This is the sound of white linen drapery rustling in Mediterranean breeze, a bottle of exquisitely cold '92 Kongsgaard, a glint of flame off the tarnished candelabra, the silent communication between certain dark-eyed men and very special horses, sacred love-making techniques known only within the walls of medieval villages in the Basque countryside, the nobility of hard work. And mostly, ecstasy -- the forbidden rhapsody of pure ecstasy.